"Yes......" Li Chengqian and Li Ke, Li Shimin's own sons, nodded frantically.

I really can't stand Cheng Laosan's unbelievable painting skills, a few sticks together and then an egg, you can call people?

"Yan Langzhong is really powerful, with just a few brushstrokes, he can come to life, and he is worthy of everyone in the calligraphy and painting circles of my dynasty."

"Yes, yes, Ke is really admired, Yan Lang is a master, and he is really a master."

At this moment, Cheng Chubi looked blankly at the desk in front of him, and a human figure with sound feet and a peaceful face appeared......

He raised his head again and looked at the figure that had been drawn in the form of a god.

It seems that the whole person's mood has been cathartic, and Yan Liben is refreshed.

Yan Liben's smile at the moment was full of a strong sense of superiority, and he raised his hand towards the portrait on the desk and towards Cheng Chubi.

"Please ......" Now, please Cheng Laosan to start your performance.

Li Shimin nodded approvingly towards Yan Liben with a spirit. "Yan Qing is a good skill...... Alright, nephew, you can go ahead. ”

Cheng Saburo's stickman just now is really spicy eyes, and now he can finally recover his eyesight and do his business seriously.

looked at the person Yan Liben painted, and then looked at the stickman portrait that was ripped off the deck by Yan Liben.

He even saw that Uncle Li, who was standing with his hands in his hands, actually took his toes and quietly pulled out the portrait of the stickman to a farther position.

“？？？” Cheng Chubi almost wanted to walk away, talented people, who don't have a little temper.

But when I thought of the person squatting in front of me, it was either the emperor or the crown prince, or the prince.

Forget it, for the sake of the future of the strict old Cheng family, I can only continue to endure humiliation.

"Actually, I can draw ...... okay"

Even if he admits it, Cheng Chubi still feels that his stickman is so simple and clear, and he is unique.

"Hehe......" Cheng Chubi heard laughter, not one, but four special sounds......

Cheng Chubi, who was full of displeasure, took the charcoal pen in his hand and poked a few pockmarks on the portrait of Yan Liben, which made him feel a little happier.

"Well, it's a guy, right......"

The four bigwigs all smiled and nodded.

"Okay, next, let me talk about how I will operate on Uncle Qin, first ......"

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Li Shimin's gaze looked at Cheng Laosan, who was full of confidence and eloquentness, with some complexity.

The mood is also very complicated, the speech is clear and organized, even if the third child has not been operated on.

Now listening to his explanation, Li Shimin's confidence in success seems to be a few percent more.

Although there are always some puzzling words that pop up in his words.

But after all, I can understand his meaning and purpose.

“…… In short, it's still the same sentence, I need to give Uncle Qin a detailed examination of the whole body first.

Only then can we determine the way and method of surgery, after all, the arrows in Uncle Qin's body are not only the chest. ”

"Can you take it all out at once?" Li Keqi, who was dizzy when he heard it, said.

"As long as the arrows in Uncle Qin's body are not too close to the complex locations of the large blood vessels and nerves, then there is no problem."

Of course, Cheng's trust is not nonsense, but comes from years of surgical experience. At this point, he is quite confident.

Not to mention finger-sized things like arrowheads, the township health center has to accept those unlucky ghosts who are injured under the powder gun every once in a while.

And the fact that I can frequently receive the pennants sent to me by these unlucky ghosts speaks for itself.

The so-called gunpowder gun, also known as steel sand gun, can still be seen in remote ethnic minority gathering places in the southwest.

It is generally used for hunting, or to prevent large wild animals such as wild boars and black bears from destroying crops.

Of course, there are also those hot-headed young people who fight with others and suffer losses, and return to the stockade to take revenge by copying powder guns.

The steel balls used in gunpowder guns, also known as steel sand, are much smaller than arrowheads.

After all, everyone is an old driver, whether they fight or kill, they don't want to be killed, and they don't aim for fatal parts.

I don't want to die and turn around and run away when I see this powder gun.

And the person with the gun will only aim at the enemy's back and buttocks and fire, resulting in the gunpowder gun's general hit position, most of which are the enemy's buttocks.

When operating on this kind of unlucky ghost, Cheng Chubi often has the feeling of pulling out black beans that have not yet sprouted on the black soil with tweezers.

Seeing that Cheng Chubi was so confident, Li Shimin frowned and began to walk slowly in circles.

Cheng Chubi picked up the soup handed over by the former eunuch before taking a sip.

The eyeballs were all green, and I almost didn't squirt out. "What the hell is this?"

Li Ke saw Cheng Chubi's appearance, and hehe Yile reminded in a whisper.

"This is tea soup, yes, your old Cheng family uses secret Sanle pulp to quench their thirst, and it is normal to drink tea soup."

listened to Li Ke's obviously vindictive explanation, as well as the narrow-minded expression of frowning.

Cheng Chubi directly hehe......

Okay, the door of my house is always open, and you are welcome to come again, so that you can enjoy the feeling of being at home.

At this moment, Cheng Chubi saw Uncle Li, who was walking on the deck, stopped, turned around and waved to him.

"Come here, the old man will talk to you."

Cheng Chubi hurriedly came to Uncle Li's side and stood respectfully, looking deaf.

At this time, the two of them stood close to the railing, and below, there was still clear water, and the green willows on both sides of the bank were green and pleasant.

In the distance ahead, there seemed to be a few people playing on the riverbank, one going ashore and the other going down the river, feeling that the atmosphere was very joyful......

Cheng Chubi took a deep breath of fresh air that was not polluted at all, and tried to widen his eyes.

I want to see the figure in the distance, is it the three younger brothers who are wandering around the neighborhood.

Uncle Li, who was beside him, opened his mouth to interfere with his attention.

Li Shimin looked at Cheng Jiasanlang, who was sturdy and heroic, and spoke seriously.

"Virtuous nephew, if you can't cure Qin Qing's old illness, the old man won't blame you, as long as you tell the truth now."

"As long as you say it, I, I don't blame you, I, I will treat it as if there is no such thing."

Hearing this, Cheng Chubi came back to his senses. It seems that Uncle Li's heart is still not firm enough, or rather, he is still hesitating and worried.

"Of course, if you really have the ability, you tell me, how sure are you?"

Speaking of this, Li Shimin no longer spoke, but raised his eyes to look at the mountains and rivers in the distance, waiting for Cheng Chubi to speak.

"The little nephew is just telling the truth, at least ninety percent." Cheng Chubi replied without the slightest hesitation.

"Good!" Li Shimin Huo Ran turned his head and saw Cheng Chubi's calm expression, and he faced his gaze without flinching.

This really made Li Shimin quite admire this bold young man who seemed to be full of confidence forever.

"In that case, then there is Lao Xian's nephew." Li Shimin raised his big hand and landed heavily on Cheng Chubi's shoulder.

"I hope you don't disappoint the old man, if Qin Qing can live, the old man will definitely not be stingy with any reward."

"Your Majesty, really?" When Cheng Chubi heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he subconsciously looked back.

The "Spring Map" that brings together the handwriting of His Majesty the Tang Emperor, His Royal Highness the Tang Prince, and His Royal Highness the King of Shu of the Tang Dynasty.

As long as it can be preserved, let alone more than a thousand years later, even if it is only thirty or fifty years, its value will be immeasurable.

Seeing Cheng Chubi's happy appearance, Li Shimin laughed out loud with kind eyebrows. "You don't joke."

This Cheng Laosan is still a child, he has just turned sixteen years old, and he is about the same age as his eldest son.

It's nice to be young......

"Can your uncle give me the painting as a deposit?"

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